CEO of Maksa Marah

Chapter 33 My brother is coming

Traveling for three hours, Sarah arrives at the bus terminal, her hometown. He still had to take an angkot, to the village where he lived. Now, it's nine o'clock at night, there's not a single angkot in the terminal.

Sarah chose to walk to an inn not too far away. He stopped by to buy food, at a tent stall on the side of the road.

"Mammama...."

"Yes, honey. We're sleeping here tonight."

Sarah put her bag and suitcase on the floor. Walk through the bathroom, holding your little one.

"Enough, comfortable." Then, lay her body on the bed.

"Wait, here. Mama make milk."

The little one went back to sleep, after finishing his milk. Sarah enjoyed her dinner. There are only tofu and tempeh side dishes, accompanied by slices of cucumber and chili. Very simple, but he spent it without complaining.

He gulped down the water in a bottle, taking a breath while wiping away his fallen tears.

No, I can't cry. I've got what I want. Wasn't it from the beginning, I knew it would all end like this.

Sarah strengthened her heart, dismissing the grief that approached. There was a sense of unwillingness, as his feet stepped out of the house.

Never mind, I can't go back, he murmured, then got on the bed.

The morning had come, the sun still looked timid. Sarah had been up since dawn, because the little one was starting to fuss.

"Oh, sweetheart. Relax, Son."

"Father...."

The keci was still crying, on the sidelines of his sobs, he kept calling papa. Sarah was stunned for a moment, her heart like a thorn. The pain spreads throughout the body.

"I'm sorry, Mama. Because, can't grant it."

Sarah cried, though her crying voice was defeated by the child.

The little one fell silent from his cries, staring at the mother sobbing in front of him.

"Father..."

Sarah hugged her son, maybe the child was used to Ervan's presence. Because every night, Ervan takes care of it. In fact, sometimes the little one sleeps on his father's body.

Sarah gave her a bottle of milk, which her son received despite still crying. As she drinks it, Sarah enters the bathroom, cleaning her body.

Not for long, just a few minutes. Take a shower as soon as possible to save time.

Early morning with the sun still warming, Sarah walked on foot, heading back to the bus terminal. There, there are already many angkot cars, which are parked looking for passengers.

He had obtained angkot, headed for the village, where he lived first. Just 20 minutes away, he began to be greeted with green trees. The expanse of rice fields, on the side of the road, with rice that began to turn yellow and corn plants that are still green.

Sarah stopped at the public cemetery, which is only about 15 meters from her home. He returned on foot, pushing the suitcase through the many graves.

His footsteps were getting closer, his tears were already unstoppable. He occasionally stopped, sobbing, staring at the tomb of his family that had been seen.

Three mounds of earth, overgrown with small grasses. The tomb of his father, mother and brother, side by side. Like looking after each other, up there.

"Dad, mother, I'm coming" he said, "I'm bringing your grandchildren."

Sarah holds the tombstones of her father and mother in turn.

"I'm sorry, I. Hiks .. hiks .. I should have come with you."

The little guy was silent since earlier, he plucked the grass in the grave of the grandfather, while chattering with no one.

Sarah turned to the tomb, the older sister, right next to her mother's grave. Rubbing the tombstone, as if stroking her brother's hair.

That time, that time,

"Evocate!"

"Sister, this kid is innocent. Let me raise her."

"bred him? You don't hear, people are talking about you. If the child is born, they'll insult you even more."

"Sister, let's just move out of this place. After all, this house is no longer ours."

"Where? Where are we going Sarah? Brother has collected all your salary and sister's salary. We'll make it up to you next month. We can't leave, our parents' graves are in this place."

"I'm sorry, sister. But, I don't want to abort it. I'm gonna find a new job."

"Sarah, no company will ever accept you again. That man has humiliated you, the whole city must have known. Put the kid down, so you still work anything, even if not in the company."

Sarah was silent, digesting the brother's words. Work anything, the sentence he responded to with a letter of sadness. Do I have to work odd jobs? In this city there may be no hope for me, but I can still go somewhere else.

"I'll get out of here, brother. I'll find a job in another city."

"Sarah, if you insist on raising her, go find the man. Find where he comes from, brother knows you must know his whereabouts. If he stays, refuses responsibility, meet his parents. If they do the same thing, throw the kid away!"

Tamara entered the room, picked up the bag.

"Sir Tama, where are you going?"

"I'll see, that loan shark lady. We have to take back the land that belonged to our parents."

"So if the money isn't enough, we use the man's check."

"No, Brother will not use the man's money. Meet his parents and throw a check in their face."

Tamara leaves the house and when it is the last day, Sarah sees her twin brother.

Some say he killed himself because of stress. Collide, as the truck passes. Sarah did not believe it, but still her brother's death was due to her fault.

The day after his brother was buried. Sarah was expelled by the people around her. His parents' house was already owned by a loan shark, although he was willing to pay for it.

"Sister, I'm sorry. I've always struggled and didn't listen to you." Still rubbing that tombstone. "This is your nephew." Grabbing the little guy's hand, to come rubbing the tombstone. "I've met his parents and they accepted me, but ..." Sarah wept bitterly, her lips twitched to continue her sentence.

"Sorry, Brother. I'm sorry."

Sarah wept, the tears that kept dripping down, bearing witness to her regret. In his mind, keep wondering. In fact, think about, if time goes back to that time.

Long enough, he was in the cemetery, until the hot sun began to hurt on his face.

Suddenly, a scorching feeling was covered with an umbrella over his head. Sarah looked up. Chief, looking at the man who always followed her father-in-law.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Sarah knows who she is and of course the man's purpose, looking for her whereabouts.

"I'm fine."

"Alright, I'll bring Miss back. The great lord was in a panic, as well as the mistress who felt guilty. And young master, it seems like he's starting to go back as insane as before, maybe even worse."

Sarah looked at Daniel with furrowed brows, she already knew Ervan's nature. But, Ervan's sanity relationship with her departure.